Today calls for a new composition: The A's improbably (that's the sportswriter's cliche for "I did not write a column predicting this") clinched the pennant last night by completing a three-game sweep of the Texas Rangers on the last night of the MLB season.

So hey, hey, Billy Beane, McCaughey wrote you a song. Some of the rhymes suggest undue speed, but it mercifully doesn't mention money or Brad Pitt.